Today I am pumping and measuring exactly what I feed her. It seems when she takes a good 3 ounces, that she is not fussy and is able to enjoy being awake. This is a good thing, and I need to be thankful for that. Although, I do see this as the beginning of the end of nursing. Pumping is no fun. I want her to get the nutrients, but at the expense of the time it takes away from the rest of the family I don't think it's worth it.
To know I will never nurser baby again is a sad thing. But I need to do it best for Clair. Things rarely turn out as I envision them. At 36 I am finally starting to accept that, sometimes. Stay tuned
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